Moments like these

Sunday, 6:45 am: A tired, grumpy sounding cry floats down the hall, into my bedroom and into my slowly awakening ears. "Hmmm, I'll have to shower later," I think to myself as I hear Brad leave the house at the same moment for a 13 hour day of work.

I walked into Cora's dark room and knelt by her bed. Hope that she would fall back asleep faded when she sat up in bed, reached up to me and said "Do you want to hold me? How 'bout Daddy's chair?" (We have left Brad's big-man chair in her room for the time being and it's quite nice!)

So I settled into the chair with Cora on my lap, but quite uncomfortably since I hadn't stopped at the bathroom before coming to Cora's room. Tummy to tummy, she laid her head on the shelf that my pregnant belly now creates and wrapped one arm around my side. The other hand went straight to her mouth - she's still sucking her thumb.

We rocked for a while quietly, then she wrapped both arms around me tightly, looked at me and said in a raspy whisper "I love you so much!"

Moments like these make everything worth it, and then some.

We continued cuddling and "Baby Brother" woke up and started moving like crazy! Cora could feel him move and said "Baby Brother tickling me!" I can only imagine that it felt similar for her on the outside as it did for me on the inside! I'm cherishing (most of the time) these last couple weeks of feeling the mystery of life growing in me. It's such a wondrous feeling but I'm getting anxious to meet this little boy face to face!